TAKE ME BACK, DEAR EX WIFE

MALCOLMFLASHBACKI folded my arms in my robes as I watched her set the table. The way her hands fumbled, I could tell she was nervous. She was a hotel staff and she was assigned to my room. The way she moved so fast, I knew she couldn't wait to get out of here."I'm all done, sir," she mumbled and stood aside, keeping her eyes on the floor. I didn't say a word as I took my time staring at her instead. Her black hair was swept over one side of her face, falling on her shoulders and as usual, the brown short sleeve and pants uniform looked beautiful on her body."Caroline," I called her name on a sigh as I loosened my tie. "Why won't you talk to me?" I didn't like her silence. Especially when I knew she had something to say. Her lips were trembling and her eyes were filled with tears. "Come here, Caroline." But I end up moving close to her and grabbing her chin.She tried to look away but I didn't let her and it only made her cry further. Her shoulders trembled as she sobbed and I trie

CAROLINEWhy does he stare at me with so much… anger in his eyes and why does it make my heart pound?I stare back, unable to break contact. Those eyes are piercing, enough to have one's feet glued to the floor. His whole face is scowling and I can't pinpoint why.It almost looks like he knows me and has harboured so much hate for a long, very long time.Once the words leave my lips, he's taken by surprise before scowling again as hard as ever and that's when I notice it; his eyes aren't trained at me. They are on my phone.Is it irritation of seeing me again or… jealousy over what I've just said?No, it can’t be the latter.The man staring at me is… handsome. He looks more advanced and even handsome than his photos. His hair has more streaks of grey and there's little to no wrinkles on his face. I would believe him if he said he had Botox done but I know the handsome face I'm staring at hasn't been touched-- unless, of course, by his wife- Louise… that's her name, right?I wouldn't k

CAROLINEI can't get that face out of my head as I go through the rest of the night by my grandmother's side with a smile plastered on my face. I have to wear this smile and act like I don't want to disappear into a hole and hide inside a hole but I've long decided that I'm way past hiding from my problems.I still bear the scars at my back to prove that thanks, grandma."Caroline dear," Madam Quinn says and I turn my neck to give her my attention. She's not looking at me but that doesn't mean she's not seeing me. "You're stiff, dear.'' Her voice is light and humorous with pride and that makes me tense. "What's wrong?""Nothing at all. I guess I'm just a little tired," I lie. "My head is spinning from all the names and faces I've recorded-""Pay attention to every one of them," she interrupts and sets her levelled eyes on the guests around. "You'll need them as well as they'll need you.""Yes, grandmother."Her lips curl in a smile and she's turning to me to grin, "You are one I have

MALCOLM"Master York, welcome back-"I storm into the house, ignoring my workers standing by the door to welcome me back. With my fist clenched and teeth gritted in annoyance, I don't bat an eyelid their way."Sh-Should I set dinner for you, sir or would you prefer it in your study?"I can't forget the way she looked at me when I pulled her so close. I'm half pleased that I was able to tear her mask even if it was for a moment but as if she had been programmed, she wore it back and acted like nothing happened.That darn woman! What's with her attitude; The silent treatment and the expressionless face?"Miss Marilyn slept off while waiting for you to return, sir. Would you like to have dinner with her?"Why the heck did I kiss her? I couldn't stop myself. The woman who has haunted my dreams finally appeared in the flesh, it was impossible to keep my hands to myself. Touching her shoulders wasn't enough and pinching myself didn't feel real-- what felt real, though, were her soft lips an

CAROLINE Tearing my eyes from Malcolm's angry face-- he's been getting real mad and unable to hide the hate he has for me-- I turn to my secretary and arch my brow at her. "I-I'm sorry, I tried to stop him," Susan stuttered with tears in her eyes. Poor thing! She must've been terrified when he barged in. Susan hates confrontations and anyone who tries to challenge authority. She hates standing up to people and is easily frightened but she's a damn good secretary nonetheless. "Caroline?" Kris calls through the phone and I suddenly remember I was still talking to him before this beast of a man barged in. I want to walk away when I see Malcolm reach for me from the corner of my eyes. I smack his hand off my arm and offer him a little smile. He's stunned by my reaction that he does nothing as I head to the table and end the call. "Ahem!" Mr. Williams cleared his throat, drawing my attention. "I'm sorry, can we please reschedule? I'd like to have a talk with you some other time when i